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    To Whom it May Concern,

       I'm Sorry. I didn't mean for it to be this way. I didn't want her to die. It wasn't supposed to end this way. It was only a joke. I'm sorry. It was only going to be a party. Nothing big. Just Me, her, and 3 other people. I didn't want her to be hurt. I'm sorry. She wasn't supposed to suffer that way. She wasn't supposed to suffer at all. This was all wrong. I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I didn't stop it. I could have. I'm sorry...
       It all seems so trivial now. It was just a stupid fight. I was trying to teach her a lesson. High school drama, you know? We probably would've laughed about it now. It was all over a guy. This seems childish from my point of view, but then, it was all supposed to be worth it. It seems like it only happened an hour ago, instead of three days. I wanted to stop them...I'm sorry.
       He was my boyfriend, and I heard she was trying to take him. I feel so stupid. I feel like a criminal. But, then again, I guess I am. I wish I could take back the pain I caused, but I can't. I wish I could've gone in her place, but I didn't. I wish it was me and instead of her, but it wasn't. Again, it all feels so unreal. Like it shouldn't have happened. But at the time, it wasn't supposed to.
       I told her to get in the car. I taped her wrists together. I laughed at the horror on her face. As she was dragged out of the car, the rain hit her face. She was cold and shivering as we got into the warehouse. We put her in the chair, and we flashed a light in her face. Another girl pulled her hair, and she cried. It wasn't supposed to go that far. Another girl pulled a knife. She threatened her. When she screamd through her binds, she was cut. They were all laughing. I was terrified. I'm sorry.
       The details are bad. I'll spare you the rest. It wasn't supposed to end this way. It wasn't her fault. As I write this letter, I wish I could bring her back. She will never be here. I will never be forgiven and I don't expect to be. But all I can say is...I'm sorry.
       Due to this train of events, I will die a miserable death. I will not make it immediate, as it was not for her. I wish I could take back the pain I caused, but I can't. I wish I could've gone in her place, but I didn't. I wish it was me instead of her, but it wasn't. Again, it all feels so unreal. Like it shouldn't have happened. But at the time, it wasn't supposed to. I want to express the pain I feel, though it cannot be compared to yours.

       I'm Sorry